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Hiss!

My brains have turned to puddings. Thank you Escapist. Mod Note - Anytime

Larry grabbed one of the suitcases and unzipped it. Inside he found a tape recorder and dozens of empty syringes. He grabbed the tape recorder and listened to it. "All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players... yet... with plasmids... the players can change the stage...

Larry leaned down over one of the corpses and felt its head. "This man's been dead for weeks. Judging by the temperature and lack of bullet holes... it seems like this guy froze to death." He reached into the man's pockets and removed a wallet. Upon opening it, he discovered the wallet was...

As the lights sprung on, Larry made his way out of the sphere. "Damn... I love the architecture here, but shit..." He rubbed his finger over an old column. He moved slowly over the red carpeted floors. "Someone should head back, let the others know what we found."

"It's amazing," Larry said. "All this machinery still works... and they got construction teams to work at the base of the ocean. It's nothing less than a miracle."

A big grin emerged on Larry's face. "Thank you so much, sir." He grabbed Spooks hand and shook it firmly. Satchel in tow, he moved into the Bathysphere along with Ripley. "If anybody needs a smoke, just ask me." He motioned to the lever. "Spook, you do the honors."

"I'll head down with ya, Spook," said Larry, eagerly. "In 74 years, I've never been in an underwater city."

Larry headed into the room upon seeing the lights spring up. "Jesus..." he said, taking in the environment. "Why the fuck did Orren come here? It's filthy." He looked down at the bathysphere. "Guys, you want me to operate this thing? I'd let Irish do it, but we don't need a DUI." He gave out a...

"Sorry... I overreacted," he reached his hand out to the captain and helped him stand up. "Apart from a few minor bumps, it looks like I'm okay."

Larry got up and rubbed his face. He noticed no major cuts on his face. "What just happened?" He scanned the wreckage of the boat and grabbed his satchel from his seat. He noticed the captain groaning on the ground next to him. Larry picked him up by his shirt. "How the fuck do you not notice a...

"It's a twenty-four hour mission," Larry started. "I've got at least 8 packs of smokes in my bag here." He patted a small satchel on the seat next to him. "Unless they fall in the water or some shit like that, we'll have enough for a couple of days."

"I'm here because I requested it," Larry "Rhino" Rekow said. "The last time I was outta the US was 1945. You don't know how boring it gets. Every day is exactly the same. Wake up in a shitty house, eat a shitty breakfast, and go to a shitty job before coming home to repeat the cycle. Now the...

"Take a pack from me," Larry said. Tossing one over to Widow. "I got a few packs on me in case any of you need a smoke." He took a deep inhale from his cigarette. "Doc says I should be quitting this shit, but hey, I'm 70-fucking-4 years old, if anything kills me at this point it should be...